Disobedient

Chapter 16

Barry's pov

"Cassidy. Is that a bobby pin in your hair?" Piper blurts out, her eyes wide. Everyone turns to look at Cassidy's head.

"Oh my God yes!I forgot I had that it!" Cass exclaims, pulling it out. She passes it over to Piper, who was already standing by the lock, ready to try to pick it.

"If we drop it, then there is no way to get it back. Our need to be extremely careful, Pipes," Carter warns, eyeing the grate right outside of the cell. Piper nods and reaches her arm out, ready to try. We all hold out breath, scared to breath. This could be freedom.

After what felt like forever, a click broke the silence. No one moves for a second.

"You did it, Pipes," Jasper cheers, keeping his voice lowered. Violet's eyes were shining. Even Cassidy was happy again.

"Let's go," I say, jumping up to my feet. We all tiptoe out of the cell, determined to be as quiet as possible. We couldn't let Marcus hear us.

After an extremely nerve racking five minutes, we were out of the building.

"Run," Piper instructs. We all take off, none of us daring to celebrate freedom yet. As soon as we were hidden away then we could celebrate.

~

Blue's pov

"Do you have anything yet?" Calum asks the two teenage girls for about the millionth time so far.

"Yeah! The chip is at a standstill. If she's in a cell then she'd be sitting still. I think this is it," Hanna tells us, her eyes shining. Kyla grins and kisses her cheek.

"Where are they?" Michael demands. He was definitely the most high-strung. He wasn't happy about Cassidy's plan at all. He wanted her back even more now.

"Some place in Jersey. I'll text you the address," Kyla answers, typing on her phone.

"Let's go!" I shout, determined to get my kids back. The six of us go running out of the apartment, leaving Hanna and Kyla alone.

~

"This is it," I whisper, grabbing Calum's hand tightly. I stare at the building in front of me. It was a house.

"We finally get them back," Calum tells me, squeezing my hand tightly. I nod, finally feeling happy. The police go ahead of us and break down the door. We follow them inside.

"Marcus!" Ashton yells, running up to the familiar police officer, who was currently handcuffed, "Where are our kids?" He didn't say anything.

"Marcus, answer the question," one of the new cops demands.

"Downstairs," Marcus snarls, rage burning in his eyes. I turn and run toward the basement stairs, pulling Calum with me. Luke, Brielle, Ashton, and Michael were right on our heels.

"They aren't here," I gasp, an awful feeling returning to my stomach. We all stop dead in our tracks and stare at the empty cell that had once held our children.

"The brats escaped!" Marcus screams, even more mad now.

"I don't understand. The chip said they were here," Michael says, his voice cracking.

"They were. The chip fell off," Ashton says softly, grabbing something off of the floor. The chip that had been attached to the back of Cassidy's necklace.

"Why aren't they still here then? Why'd they leave?" Brielle demands, tears running down her cheeks.

"They probably thought the chip was taken. Or they it fell off on the way. That's why they left," Calum guesses. I close my eyes, trying to hold the tears inside. Why can't I just have my kids back?